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animus_network2012-03-15 12:00 am
guiltapalooza) wrote in animus_network2012-03-15 12:00 am
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You know what, I am so sick of this. Completely sick of this!! And look at me, repeating myself and using multiple exclamation points (two!) like a rebel. Because I am a rebel!
I'm tired of all these embarrassing personal incidents. When they aren't embarrassing, they're deeply horrifying and disturbing. I just want regular old test taking anxiety again! I want worrying about whether Anya is going to ask Giles if he has a new orgasm friend yet in public! And all that demon stuff, even that was familiar.
But here it's like, oh, here's that troll kid I'm friends with and he got his arm torn off. Here's me turning myself into a troll and going creepy stalker over Aradia. (Which by the way, oh Goddess am I sorry for and eternally mortified about.) Or here's me picking up the bloody scraps of the clothes of the double of someone I'm friends with!
And don't tell me I'm using too many of's there, I told you I'm a rebel today! I just want my test taking anxiety back, darn it. I'd even take worrying over when I'm going back to college, and that was a lot of worrying.
... Okay, whining done. End whining. In other news, who's still having wacky collar-induced sickness and power-tampering shenanigans? Cause frankly I'm finding this really worrying and I want to get to the bottom of this.
I'm tired of all these embarrassing personal incidents. When they aren't embarrassing, they're deeply horrifying and disturbing. I just want regular old test taking anxiety again! I want worrying about whether Anya is going to ask Giles if he has a new orgasm friend yet in public! And all that demon stuff, even that was familiar.
But here it's like, oh, here's that troll kid I'm friends with and he got his arm torn off. Here's me turning myself into a troll and going creepy stalker over Aradia. (Which by the way, oh Goddess am I sorry for and eternally mortified about.) Or here's me picking up the bloody scraps of the clothes of the double of someone I'm friends with!
And don't tell me I'm using too many of's there, I told you I'm a rebel today! I just want my test taking anxiety back, darn it. I'd even take worrying over when I'm going back to college, and that was a lot of worrying.
... Okay, whining done. End whining. In other news, who's still having wacky collar-induced sickness and power-tampering shenanigans? Cause frankly I'm finding this really worrying and I want to get to the bottom of this.
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But you will find Link in the dorm hallways, just... sort of waiting around. ]
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She walks right up to him, a wide, determined smile on her face.] Hey you. Ready to get down with our funky business?
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... I suppose so. It appears to be unoccupied for now.
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[She gives him a sympathetic look as they head over to his room.]
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... To be honest, I have only been sleeping enough not to perish. The rest of the time I have been avoiding the place entirely.
[ Oh so THAT'S why Link looks so tired...
But yes, they will follow you, Willow, if a bit warily. Seems like no one's there, at the moment--you might also note Dualscar's name is also at the door. This is Link's luck: that is, horrid. But not this time, since the room is empty, and thank the Goddesses it is. ]
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I can't blame you, but you seriously need some sleep, buster. And some calming tea, maybe. Talk about a rock and a hard place in here.
[They go into the room, and immediately Willow opens her messenger bag and checks through it. She's double-checking that all the spell ingredients are there.] So which bed is yours?